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Hermione finished setting up the stage and karaoke machine with a few flicks of her wand. Her and Ron’s official engagement party was next Sunday, but they had wanted to organise a little get together of close friends and his brothers, a more informal celebration. She looked at her watch and jumped when she realised she only had an hour to get ready. She rushed down the corridor of their small apartment and pulled on the outfit she had chosen for tonight, a tight red shirt with a low neckline, and tight fitting black muggle jeans. Just as she was putting the finishing touches to her eye makeup she heard a buzzing, and rushed to the door. Pressing the button she said ‘Hello?’
She was answered with ‘Hi Hermione, it’s Fred and George.’
‘Hi! Come on up, I’ll buzz you in real quick.’
Doing so, she then walked to the kitchen and started putting out bowls and plates of Wizarding and Muggle food alike. She heard a knock at the door and shouted ‘Come in! It’s open!’ while carrying the food through to the living room.
‘Woah Hermione, this looks amazing! What is it?’ asked Fred
Hermione laughed, and replied with ‘Karaoke. It’s a muggle activity where you sing songs with only the music, but I added some wizard songs as well.’
‘Cool!’ they replied together.
‘Thanks!’
Just then, she heard the buzzer go again and a little voice call out ‘Hermione? It’s Ginny and Harry! Let us in!’
Hermione walked over and said ‘Okay, sure thing.’ before telling the operator to let in anyone asking for her apartment, just for tonight. The operator agreed, and by then Harry and Ginny had arrived. Everyone kept coming, Bill and Charlie, Percy, Neville and Luna until the only one missing was Ron. Hermione told everyone to dig in, and that they would start the karaoke when Ron got here, but just then, he walked in. Hermione rushed over to him, announced that he was here, finally, and they started the party. It took a few drinks for everyone to get into it, but once everyone was a comfortable level of drunk, Hermione took the stage.
‘Hello everyone, I wanted to thank you all for coming, and say that I think of you all as family. You have gotten me through some really rough times, and are part of the reason I’m standing here today, at my engagement party, with my fiancé, Ron! Who has graciously volunteered to be our first singer tonight! So, without further ado, Ron, singing the Muggle song Heroes by David Bowie
Ron got up on stage , stumbling slightly, and started the party. Once his slightly slurred rendition was over, Harry came up and sung I Will Survive by Gloria Gayno. Fred and George did a duet to I’m Gonna Be (500 miles) by The Proclaimers. Neville sang The Lion The Beast The Beat by Grace Potter & The Nocturnals. Luna sang Two Weeks by Grizzly Bear. Ginny sang Should I Stay Or Should I Go by The Clash, followed by Harry with Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri, his rendition of which had the people who had had a bit more to drink with tears in their eyes. Bill, Charlie and Percy took the stage one after the other. Everyone had sung a few songs, except Hermione. Luna had just finished singing I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major-General by the Pirates of Penzance when Hermione finally took the stage. She cleared her throat to draw everyone’s attention, and when she had it, she started.
‘Hello everyone. I wanted to thank you all for coming, and to tell you that I will be performing one last song before you all go home.’ None of her words were slurred, as she was the only one who hadn’t been drinking. She queued up her song, and when the first few notes started she was pleased to see that nobody seemed to recognise it.
‘Right now, he’s probably slow dancin’ with a beach blond tramp
And she’s probably gettin’ frisky
Right now, he’s probably buyin’ her some fruity little drink
‘Cause she can’t shoot whiskey
Right now, he’s probably up behind her with a pool stick
Showin’ her how to shoot a combo
And he don’t know
I dug my key into the side (into the side)
Of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights (both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he’ll think before he cheats
Right now, she’s probably up singin’ some
A’ white-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now, she’s probably sayin’ ‘I’m drunk’
And he’s a-thinkin that he’s gonna get lucky
Right now, he’s probably dabbin’ on
Three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and he don’t know
Oh, that I dug my key into the side (into the side)
Of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights (both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he’ll think before he cheats
I might’ve saved a little trouble for the next girl
A-‘cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won’t be on me
No, not on me
‘Cause I dug my key into the side (into the side)
Of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights (both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he’ll think before he cheats
Oh, maybe next time, he’ll think before he cheats
Oh, before he cheats
Oh’
Everyone had stayed silent as she sung, but her eyes hadn’t shifted. She focused on Ron, as she sung in a perfect tone. No one had ever heard her sing before, so they were surprised when she suggested karaoke, but it was beautiful.
As she sung the last verse, she fiddled with something on her hand, and as the last note died, she threw her ring at Ron, and said, ‘I hope Lavender was a good enough shag to warrant throwing away a four year relationship. Now get the fuck out of my house, before I make you.’
Ron tried to argue, looking around the room in mock disbelief, but no one seemed to believe him. ‘Oh come on! You can’t really believe this bitch over me? I’m your brother!’
‘I have pictures, that I took because I knew something like this would happen. So you can leave now, or I can show everyone just what happened.’ Said Hermione, cooly.
Ron looked furious, he was quivering with rage, but before he could retaliate, Bill broke in. ‘Look Ron, I think maybe you should leave. Maybe we can sort this out tomorrow, when everyone has calmed down a little.’
‘Oh, I’m completely calm. I’ve known for months, and I will not be discussing this again, unless it is to talk about how you will be repaying me for the emotional damage, and the deposits on the wedding.’
‘You cant be serious?’ Ron scoffed.’
‘Oh, I am. Unless you want those, shall we say, compromising, photons leaked to the Prophet, you will repay me for every cent I put towards the wedding, and you will never approach me again.’
Ron looked on in disbelief, as everyone turned and looked at him expectantly. ‘What do you all want?’ He shouted.
‘For you too leave?’ Said Fred, like it was obvious.
‘You’re kicking me out of my own house?’
Hermione scoffed. ‘Since when is this your house? My name is on all the paperwork, and you’ve never paid a bill in your life. Now, I don’t want to say it again. Get. Out.’
Harry stood up and started walking towards him. ‘Ron, mate, just leave. You’re clearly in the wrong here.’
‘You too? You know what, fine. I’m not going to stay here. I’m not staying with a bunch of traitors who believe her over me.’ He shouted, stalking towards the door.
‘Oh, and Ron?’
He turned back to Hermione, looking hopeful, despite what he had just said.
‘You might want to check on your car.’
His face fell. ‘What did you do?’
‘Something I had every right to.’
Fred and George were snickering at the thought of what an angry Hermione might have done. She turned to go to the kitchen, but Ron shouted after her. ‘Hey! What did you do to my car? If you did something, I swear I’ll’
‘You’ll what, Ronald?’ interrupted Hermione. ‘Do you really think that you’re in the right here? I could fucking ruin you. I’m the Golden Girl, the War Heroine, the Brightest Witch of her Age. And you’re Harry Potter’s best friend. There is basically no one who is going to support you, at least if the truth gets out. I’m willing to say that it was mutual, that it wasn’t working, but if you cross me, I swear to god I will make your life living hell. Now, I’ll say it once more, get the fuck out of my house.’
‘You heard the lady.’ said George
Ron looked around desperately for someone to support him, but was disappointed. Even Luna, who never paid attention to anything had apparently heard what had happened and looked disappointed in him. He looked to his older brothers, but they just sighed and turned away. Ginny gave him one of her dirtiest looks, before running off to Hermione, and Neville, who always gave you the benefit of the doubt, who believed to his soul in human decency, slammed the door in his face.